The Night Orion Lost His Belt
Jun volunteered at the town planetarium on Friday nights, and he liked to arrive early to see the dome before the crowd came. That evening, he switched on the star projector, a big dark ball with thousands of tiny holes. Light poured through the holes and painted the night sky across the ceiling.
Something was wrong. In the winter part of the sky, the hunter Orion stood with his shoulders and his knees, but his belt was gone. The three bright stars that make the belt were missing.
Ms. Ortega, the director, frowned. "Perhaps the bulb is failing," she said. But Jun noticed that every other star was shining brightly. Only one small patch had gone dark, and a weak bulb would not pick just one spot.
"A bulb would fade the whole sky," he said. "Something is blocking those holes."
He stood on a stool and shone a flashlight at the ball. A yellow square was stuck to its side, right over the place where the belt stars came out. It was a note from the cleaning crew. It said, Please do not dust the ball.
Jun peeled it away with a careful fingertip. At once, the three stars blazed back onto the dome.
"Orion lost his belt to a sticky note," Ms. Ortega said with a laugh.